Niall
I had to agree on one thing with the girls-' guys are irritating.' Well even I'm, but not as my band mates who, incidently are my best mates.
This particular handsome Pakistani/British human candy was making my hand itch. I really really wanted to punch his beautiful face one.
Just once.
"Zayn! Will you quit it? You look good. Okay? Just quit it already!"
He looks up at me innocently like he doesn't have a clue what I'm talking about.
Zayn is one of those people who is naturally good looking. Like, they really don't need to make an effort. Zayn is no modest saint, when it comes to looks, he knows he looks good but the guys doesn't show that off. So maybe he is modest.
"I just wanna look good for her" he shrugs and continues irritating me.
For the past 15 minutes he's been doing his hair.
"You look good no matter what! You don't have to do this!" I exclaim.
"Niall, do me a favour and check your pants whether you still have your junk there or not? Cause bro, you seriously sounding like a chick." Louis says from the couch.
Eleanor smacks his arm and he kisses her.
"What did I do?" I ask.
"For one, you are constantly praising his looks, second, you've been starting at him like you wanna eat him and third you are looking so damn irritated that you are tomato red." He answers holding 3 fingers, one for each point he made.
I throw a cushion at him, which was aimed badly and would've hit Eleanor if Louis wouldn't have caught it on time.
"Careful there Irish, no compromises on my girl" he raises his eyebrows towards me and continues looking until Eleanor cuts in
"Stop irritating him Louis"
I get up from the couch and show him my middle finger and walk towards the kitchen.
"Are you on your periods Niall? That would explain your mood swings!" He laughs at his own joke. Zayn who has sworn to irritate me today, joins the laughter.
"Stop riling him up, will you Lou?"
Eleanor gets up from the couch too. At this Louis pouts his lips and Eleanor places a chaste kiss on his lips.She turns towards me and asks, "Are you hungry Niall? Wanna eat something?"
Is she kidding? When am I not hungry?
"Ofcourse El, thanks" I say politely cause frankly polite is the only way to act with Eleanor, for one, Louis is more protective about her than a father is of his daughter and second, El is too good too kind and too delicate, you can't help but be polite with her and love her.
She comes in the kitchen and kisses me on my cheek. I look at Louis and he has his eyes narrowed at me. I decide its tit for tat time. Since Louis absolutely hates it when Eleanor shows even a bit of affection towards any guy other than him, so let's just imagine how much it will infuriate him when I return that affection.
Just to test my theory, I hug Eleanor from the back, just as she opens the refrigerator, squeeze and kiss her in her cheek, and say in my loud voice, "you are the best babe, I simply love you"
When I turn back again to resume my absolutel laziness on the couch, I'm faced with an absolutely irritated Louis.
Well, I guess mission accomplish, folks.
"Don't do that Niall, you know don't like it, I know you did it purposely, still I don't like it."
I chuckle.

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